Audio version | Backing music: Sea of Love by Austin Farwell
There’s a column inside of us
So still and calm
You can hear a single drop fall
On the surface of the ocean

So quiet and peaceful
That cicadas lower their hum
In thoughtful reverence
A place where you can hear the sky think
And feel the earth turn

It's somewhere that torment goes
To bathe for a million years
And return as a bird of paradise

A space where fireflies sing
Of long lost lovers
And times when light was not a thing
​
Where trees sway in the breeze
And time is a timeless quality
Not a construct of scarcity

All our columns are connected
Invisibly by a web of breath
Like a sea of wind chimes
Playing a silent symphony to the stars

You can hear them playing
Only when you stop trying to listen
Feel them
Only when you stop trying to feel

Last night, mine visited
As a black swan that swam
Beside me
Beneath the golden moonlight
Of a nascent night sky

Then woke me
In the early morning
As its soft notes
Played an ancient tune
That gently strummed my ribs
Like the strings of an angel’s harp
It said....

“I am the space
That caught your fall
The pit you thought was your prison
I made your tunnel of light
Back to a life that wanted you

I am the other
You never had
To hold you
The love
You never thought
You deserved
The heart
That kept on beating
When it should have gone flat

I am the emptiness
The stillness
The dreaming
That kept you here
The trees that let you breathe
I am the quiet moonlight that strokes
Your face each night without you ever knowing
The life that eternally calls your name
With every sunrise roll call
Because the universe meant you to be here

I am love
And you are me."

Audio Version  | music credit: I Love You by Riopy
The day that
Time was strangled
Bark unfurled itself
From ancient trees
And the moon
Turned black

Breath caught
In barbed wire
Lost to the lungs
That birthed it

In a few words
Child becomes adult
Heart squeezed
Into a conscious
Kind of oblivion

Soft young body
Now rigid and old
Hands white knuckling
Their way, away
From home
Or was it ever really?

Look through windows
At faces of other children
In homes of other families
But always…Remember to Forget

Then let the elements
Become your eternal guardian
As birds fly backwards
In fifty-two shades of purple sky

As nothing becomes everything
As dreams and reality
Switch places
And all the colours
Sing their long goodbyes.